“Art-making mobilizes pent-up emotions. It is truly the creative process – releasing inspirational energy in infinitely expressive forms.”
Nancy Ma, an award winning multicultural marketer in the Chinese Community in Australia, and a practicing ceramicist since the late 1970’s in Hong Kong.
He jumped up, gathered together his coat, easel, paint box, the last empty canvas, and left the cottage.
Outside, he turned away from the sea toward the farmlands inland. He walked down the road resolutely, his scarf blowing, slowing a little. The field in front of him was covered with snow, as was the dark wood, rough-hewn fence. He set up his easel, fixing the canvas to it. A few lines in charcoal marked his boundaries. The snow was so many shades of white.
Now that he painted he could breathe a little. It didn’t matter that it was cold. Damn the cold.
The fence was so longer empty. A single black magpie huddled there, contemplating the fields. Claude painted swiftly. It might have taken a few minutes or more. The bird turned its head and stared dark-eyed, then leapt into the air; it took flight and was gone. Yet now as he finished, painting a bit more slowly, a calm seemed to return to him he had not felt in weeks. He had told the canvas what he could not tell her…
Claude & Camile, A Novel of Monet by Stephanie Cowell
“The handle of a pot, he writes, “marks the journey from one world to the other; it is the suspension bridge from the world of art to the world of use.” Clay is protean, he suggests, endlessly malleable by human hands, and yet ultimately the potter must consign his works to fate and accident, to the ruthless caprices of the kiln.” Adam Goodheart reviews “Red Brick, Black Mountain, White Clay” by Christopher Benfey in his NY Time 2012 article entitled …The Shape of Things to Come
“I am not the person who makes something you love. You are the person who loves something I make.” Lee Wolfe Pottery of OneClayBead
“I believe a potter has an obligation to the person who will ultimately use his pots; to create a piece that is technically sound, suited to its intended use, and gracefully balanced. A piece that adds meaning to an everyday activity through its use or its visual presence.” Potter John Mellage of Cady Clay Works
“When I sit down at my wheel to make pots, I think about how they will be used. I’ll make a wider bowl for pasta, a taller mug for tea and maybe a vase for my zinnias. A variety of pots for life’s varied needs.
I think about how food will look presented in my pottery. Black and white bulls eyes, turquoise checkerboards and lots of stripes augment the simple pots I make. I try to bring something of an urban sensibility to traditional forms and techniques.” – Courtney Martin
“Functional pots do not need to announce their importance. In fact I believe that it is by not being important … that they can bring the experience of beauty or unexpected pleasure to everyday life … I want the pots to be both elegant and easy, beautiful and friendly, capable of providing abundant nourishment to our daily lives.” — Sarah Jaeger
“The malleable nature of clay is what makes it such an irresistable material for clay lovers. The thrill of squishing something into a piece of clay to make texture just never gets old.” Ceramics daily
“I love making pots. I make them so they will be used. I don’t want them to sit on a shelf- whether it’s in my studio, a shop or gallery. I want them to find homes. I hope to have one of my mugs be your favorite. The one that you have to wash even though every other mug in the cupboard is clean because that’s the one you have to have your coffee from. ” Emily Murphy, potter
After learning and loving Andrew’s “dot” work (previous blog post), I read his artist statement. Here is an excerpt that I too employ in my creative process. Enjoy!
“Making pots is a way for me to reflect on the people, places, and experiences, here and gone, that I know, love, and carry with me. Every piece gives me the opportunity to reconnect with those experiences and emotions past and shared. Through this dialogue I hope to share something of myself with you, a smile perhaps; and in doing so, I might make pots that you want to live with.” Ceramist, Andrew Gilliat